all lights went out above the wasteland
the atmosphere was penetrated
by falling star-kin cast to dust
that glare like pieces of broken gla**
in veins
i feed the self-encompa**ing chaos
i devour the shift of permanence
i long for stationarity
i long for the change to come
the sky was illuminated
blazing trails of light were torn
the past replaced by new-formed bodies
not of light but dirt and mud
of rains
i see my own thoughts rotting dissolved
i disguise my fear and disgust
i have to find a reason to be
i long for the change to come
change must come
the sky was illuminated
blazing trails of light were torn
the past replaced by new-formed bodies
not of light but dirt and mud
of rains...